I'm dying here..

I’m lying here, I’m dying here,

Come take me, just make me,

Turn me around and just wake me.

I want to live, I want to breathe,

But this world is choking me…

Do your magic, cast a spell,

Which releases me from this world or that helps me dwell,

The pain out of me that makes me repel,

Every kind of happiness that I want for me…

Please do something which makes me live,

Or something that helps me escape this hell…

Swing me around or twist my veins,

Say the glorious words or just end the pain.

I wish no more for I have no hope,

I just pray so that I can only cope,

With this time without you,

In the wait of the magic,

That fills me with life,

That fills me with you…

My baby sister, a prince’s wife...

The girl with long hair,

The girl for whom I deeply care,

The girl whose smile is brighter than sunshine,

The one who talks nonstop even when not fine,

The girl who is the love of my life,

My baby sister, a prince’s wife...

She is the one I adore,

The one who deserves so much more,

I wish I can be with her,

Every moment, every time

But I’m afraid because of me,

She won’t be able to shine.

For I am not what I should be,

She would never consider me,

As the idol I want to be,

As the person I can’t be.

For I have made her cry,

So much that her eyes went dry.

I have been so bad to her,

We fought like we could rip each other.

 

But I don’t know how,

It all became wow.

I became her love, she my life,

Now we hug and we cry.

We jell so well,

And raise a living hell.

Cause she is the love of my life,

She is my darling,

My baby sister and a prince’s wife...

Lizard on my Head - A Poem

Lizard on my Head - A Poem

Tanha..

Aaj phir hai dil tanha

Beh rahe hai ashk phir aaj

Phir aa gaya hai wo khalipan

Jissey bhaag rahi thi har lamha

Dhund rahi hu iss bheed mein

Wo saath jissey keh saku apna

Wo haath jissey thaam k kar saku paar iss dard ko

Ek aisa saath jo thaam le inn aasuo ko..

Iss bhaag daud mein kho gayi hu main

Talash rahi hu apne hone ki wajah

Kyu aayi main, kyu laya gaya mujhe yaha

Jaha humesha mujhe rehna hota hai tanha..

Thi kabhi main kaabil, jeet rahi thi har baazi

Jenne ko tab thi main raazi

Par ab lagta hai jaise chod du inn sabko

Iss duniya ko, iss duniya k rishto ko,

Iss bhaag daud ko, jisne kar diya hai tanha mujhe..

Kya pa lungi main, iss duniya ki bhaag duad se

Jo hai sabse ahem, wo toh paa saki na main..

Kab tak yu likh kar baya karu apna haal

Kadr kisse hai meri ya meri iss likhawat ki

Hai bus kuch likha hua duniya k liye

Ehsaas kaha hai kissi ko inn panktiyo k dard ka, uski kahani ka

Hai bus kuch likha hua sabke liye

Jissey acha keh k badh chale aagey

Hai samay kiss k pass jo tham le mujhe,

Jo de sake mujhe koi aas

Jo rok le mujhe yu rone se

Jo rok le mujhe tanha hone se.. 

25th wedding anniversary..

Na hote hum na hote tum,

Agar na hota wo din.

Na milte hum na milte tum,

Jo na aaya hota wo din.

Wo din hai khaas, 

Wo log hai khaas,

Jinhone milaya tha aapko

Na milaya hota toh na milte do dil, na ye lamha aata, na ye din..

Uss din k naam, hai ye paigam

Shukriya ki tum aaye.

Aaye aur dheir khushiya laye,

Naye rishte banaye, naye log milwaye,

Aur zindagi k kuch aise lamhe sajaye,

Jinhe aaj hum kar rahe hai yaad,

Kehte toh hai ki ye karte hai barbaad,

Par dekha hai maine, karte hai ye sirf aabaad

Pahcees(25) saale pehle beete aise hi ek lamhe ki hai ye saugaat,

Jisne milaya tha uhe jo hai sabse khaas..

Aaj bus kehna hai unse,

Mubarakho ye pachees(25) saal

Jo beete kayi mausum ki tarah

Jismein kabhi thi bahaar toh kabhi takraar

Par jis pal ki wajah se, jee rahe hai hum aaj..

Sukriya humari zindagi mein aane k liye,

Humein itna kuch banane k liye,

Aap dono hai bohot khaas

Hai humare dil k sabse pass

Antt mein bus kehna hai aapse,

Ki jee rahe hai sirf aapki wajah se.,

Aapke aashirwaad se, aapki saugaat se..

How can I be her?

When I saw today

An image in the mirror,

I just kept wondering

Who is there?        

Who is this girl?

With those hairs curled

Do I know her?

Have I met her?

The glow on the face

The image so haze.

Is it me or am I locked in some maze?

I can’t be this girl

This girl is fair and tall

How can I be her?

When I look like a rugby ball..

The girl on the other side

With the smile so wide

How can I be her?

Have I committed suicide?

How can I be her?

I don’t think I’m alright.

I’m not used to looking good

Mirror can never ever lighten my mood

Yet she looked beautiful

Yet I looked wonderful..

The sudden beauty doesn’t make any sense

And yet it fills me with confidence..

The fear is gone

I can totally rock on..

But still I wonder

How can I be her?

How could I be her?

What made me beautiful?

Never had I thought

I could look so wonderful..

Someone Divine

What a cool breeze

Does to your cheeks,

What an enchanting smell

Casts a spell,

You do the same to me..

When your smile spreads your face

When you sometimes lock your gaze

My heart just gets trapped in a maze..

With the cool bright mind

Your eyes so kind,

How did I find

Someone so divine..

The way you walk

The way you talk

The way you do the magical hip hop

How can you just simply rock?

My world, my life

Without any effort,

Without even trying

Please please please don’t ever stop

Even if the clock tick tocks..

You don’t know what you are to me

I don’t think it ever can be

Me without you

Or you without me..

Even if you can be, without me

I beg you, don’t ever leave me..

I’m used to you,

Your touch, your smile

After all I found someone so divine..

Brag about it

Many a times I think whether bragging about what I have achieved is right or wrong. As per good human being code one must not brag about what they have achieved. They should be subtle about their achievements. Morally it is correct to stay low, and acomplaish the next target and forget about thepast achievements.

But than I say why?

When I have done something which is worth bragging, why shouldn’t I brag about it? If I have climbed the mount everest than why shouldn’t I tell the world about it over and over again? Afterall its something that I have done and the rest couldn’t. If I got good grandes, got good positions, I would talk about it over and over again till I want to. I will tell you that yes, I have won awards, afterall it’s the fruit that I reaped, the tastiest fruit that I tasted.

But somehow my inner self doesn’t let me do it. I am not saying that I don’t do it but everytime I do it, I feel like am commiting a sin, like am being selfish or as people say “egotistical”.

Once I had attened a week long seminar on public relations. The lady who was delivering the speech even said that at every point in life you must tell what great you did and what heights you achieved. Was she right? Should we do that? I mean in my religion it is said that you must not brag about what you got cause its all done due to gods grace, and I agree. God has been great to me but if he gave me such gifts, shouldn’t I tell the world about the wonders I recived from god?

Sometimes I have to brag about it cause people hurt me which makes me forget my guilt and all the goodness in me and makes me brag about my gifts. Is it wrong? I don’t think so. I heard somewhere, “if you got it, you must flaunt it”. Okay, point taken.

Now I guess I just have to balance my morals and my bragging gifts. Call me what you wish but I guess I cant stop myself from telling the world that “YES, I HAVE GOT IT”.

Kehne ko hai kayi log yaha

Kehne ko hai kayi log yaha,

Par kyu lagta hai sab kuch khali,

Kehne ko hai dost kayi guna

Phir kyu hai ye labb khali..

Dekhti hu jab logo ko, haste hue muskurate hue

Toh kyu aa jata hai aanoke mein pani..

Khush hoti hu dusro ki khushi mein

Par apni khushi khoj rahi hu..

Hissa banti hu dusro k gamo ka

Par mere gum ka saathi dhund rahi hu..

Jaa rahe hai sab apni apni jagah,

Main apni manzil talaash rahi hu

Jana hai mujhe kaha,

Aaj bus khud se ye hi puch rahi hu

Jo ho sakte the kareeb wo kabhi mille nahi hai

Jo the kabhi kareeb, aaj kayi kho gaye hai.

Ek ajeeb dard uthta hai dil mein,

Dekh k unko auron k saath

Par phir samjha lete hai iss dil ko

Ki chod gaye hai wo humara haath

Saath chalne wale aaj muh modd gaye hai

Jo the teri jaan, bhatak gaye hai

Matt taras tu unke liye, jo tujhe yu tanha kar gaye hai..

Par phir dil kehta hai

Humein hi kyu chod gaye hai

Yu tanha kar gaye hai

Akela kar, chale gaye hai

Hum toh the humesha unke saath

Harr raah mein, har modd pe

Toh phir kya hue wo baat

Jo ruth gaye wo

Kaise manaye unhe

Wapas kaise laye unhe

Aakhir hum bhi hai insaan

Humein bhi dard hota hai

Hum bhi sahara chahte hai

Talashte hum bhi hai ek aise saathi ko

Jiske samne dil ki baat keh sake

Humein bhi chahiye wo hassi,

Wo masti, wo pagalpan,

Humein bhi chahiye ek aisa dost

Jo rahe humare saath

Har pal har waqt..

Kar rahe hai bus ab ussi pal ka intezaar

Jab koi sacha dost mill jayega

Jo har par saath nibhyega

Phir na hoge hum yu tanha

Aur na hi koi humein akela chod k jayega…

gaye ho tum..

gaye ho tum aise,

gaye ho kyu,

chod k tanha aise,

kho gaye ho kyu.

ek tum he toh the mera sahara,

mujhe tanha kar gaye ho kyu..

aankho ne toh num hoke bayaan kar diya apna haal,

par iss dil k dard ko mitau kaise

tum the toh tha ek sahara,

ab apni naao ko kinare tak le jau kaise

puch rahi hu aaj uss rabb se,

itne patthar dil tum bann gaye kaise..

log aate hai pouchne mere aansu,

par dil k iss zakham ko mitayega kaun

kehne ko hai kayi log yaha,

par mere saath antt tak jayega kaun

kar gaye ho yu akela mujhe,

mera saath nibhayega kaun..

ab toh na koi umang hai na hi umeed,

jee rahi hu bus jeene k liye

intezaar hai bus uss din ka,

jab wo patthar dil le jayega mujhe, tumse phir millane k liye...

An angel

An angel from skies.
An angel who cries.
An angel cried 16 years ago and was made to fly...

An angel who came on earth to make everyone smile,
to love and be-loved,
not knowing how...

An angel who is sweet
An angel who is devilishly sweet...

Their came he,
in our lives, to inspire
to aspire...

Filled with love and joy,
filled with happiness...

And yet some solitude,
hid in his heart was a lot of pain,
as in every joy had gone vain...

Yet he lives,
to celebrate this day,
his birthday,
where he turns 16,
to mark 16 years of happiness he bought in people's life...

When you see angel
he makes you smile
even if he is crying,
even if he is dying...

An angel who needs help,
an angel who would help....

His gigle makes you tickle,
his smile... so divine....

Never knew angels could be so dumb, devilish,
numb, foolish,
babies, oldies
morons and rubbish....

and yet.....
AN ANGEL